Swimming in a lake in the mountains outside the City of Cordoba in central Argentina.

Eating a kidney (not sure but probably from a pig or a cow).

Eating goat soup for lunch during two weeks without knowing it was goat soup.

Learning about 20 different greetings in Swahili.

Being pointed to and called “Pure Muzungu!” (Pure white person) and “Muzungu!” (white person) by hundreds of people on a market in Dar Es Salaam. My Tanzanian friend Ben later explained that “pure muzungu” was a good thing. “Yes, it’s good. You are very white. A PURE muzungu.”